I have always been a daydreamer. I use to dream all the time. My days went by with me dreaming intricate plots that span over months and sometimes years. In my dreams I took the roles of many different characters. At times I was the frail prince who held a great compassion for humanity and others the greatest of all villains corrupting all around him. My dreams would take on a life of it’s own, going on for hours without an end. This of course created problems for me at school. Teachers would snap me into reality with a single question and I would have no answer. This problem however I easily coped with by learning generic answers to the subject that would be accepted by the unsuspecting. This was how I got through elementary and middle school.
This tactic no longer seemed to work as I passed into high school and I struggled a bit in my sophomore year. I soon started to grow out of the the habit of daydreaming during class, yet I did day dream at home and in various other locations. I continued daydreaming even after high school graduation, truth is I even day dream during work as a clerk. It always seemed to come and go in its own accord without any real reason. My concentration never slipped yet I did daydream during those times, but these week I something new occurred.
In this hectic week of school I did not daydream. My thoughts never once went into one of my intricate fantasies. I really did not notice until I started to write my journals were I usually put my dreams yet, I could not write. I was struck with astonishment as I could only remember thoughts of class lectures, textbook costs and rushed lunches. My whole week went by without a single dream. I took it as a sign that I was changing as an individual. I believe that it shows that I no longer believe that my inner world is more important to me than that of reality. I hope that this marks itself as a beacon, of my growth as a student and the first step in fulfilling my dreams to become a corporate attorney.
Dreaming a better way…
Henry C. Mak
This is very interesting. Did you daydream because you didnt want to be there or was it just your imagination. Your imagination seems very lively, do you write at all?